" Yeah, I remember getting the headaches too, the Professor said that was my brain recognizing the switch to turn my mutant ability on as well as the ...ower itself coming online, or some mumbo-jumbo like that." Man, tell me about it, now I am not a masochist, so I started to read up on yoga and other relaxation type exercises, they don't help squat with the headaches once I get one, but they help a lot so I don't get get... ... sorry, them. Well, I don't know about you, but I am ready for some. She was drunk and it wasnt gettin in to her head so i stood her up off the toilet and started kissing her.She was reluctant at first but got into it pretty quick.So i slipped my hand down her jeans and her pussy was so wet my finger slipped in straight away and she let out a moan.I couldnt get another finger in cause her jeans wer so tight so she pulled open the buttons and pulled them down.I was able to get another finger in and within seconds she was groaning and squirting all over my hand.I. "Perhaps I didn't know the full extent of what was about to happen but I did know that Gerald was adding another notch to his harem. Feeling like I was striding through quicksand I followed my friend into the house, feeling nothing but guilt for what was about to happen.The door closed behind me."Would either of you boys like something to drink?" Ever the polite wife of the pastor.Instead Gerald came up behind the middle-aged woman and wrapped his hands around her torso, trapping her arms. The resort for obvious reasons was in a more remote part of the area. Our cottage was adjacent to the beach and quite luxurious, as promised. Tired from the trip we took a nap. Upon check in we were briefed on the protocol. Wearing clothes except when entering or leaving the resort was discouraged. No public sex or overt fondling. Staring was bad form. Other than that, enjoy. With great hesitancy we shed our clothes and walked from the cottage to the beach. There were several other couples.